Billionair Husband Doted On His Substitute Wife

Then Chen Jin picked her eyebrows and said in a low voice, "do you want to catch the ghost?"

Ye Ming leaned lazily on the sofa and didn't speak. At this time, he Bing came out of the kitchen. She handed the fruit plate in her hand to the tea table. "There are still a few oranges in the fridge. I cut them. You eat them. They should be very sweet."

Ye Ming stooped down, picked up an orange and handed it to his thin lips.

But the next second, he stalled.

"What's the matter?" Chen Jin asked.

Ye Ming's face was expressionless, and he didn't even frown. He directly reached out and threw the orange in the trash can. "The orange is broken."

"How could it be? You lied to me. I'll try it myself." he Bing stretched out his small hand to take the oranges in the fruit plate.

"Pa", Ye Ming gently hit her little hand and frowned, "are you disobedient? Go cook!"

Looking at his fierce expression, he Bing is angry and obedient into the kitchen.

He Bing left. Chen Jin picked up an orange and sniffed it under his nose. His face was dignified. "The orange has been poisoned. It seems that some people can't wait to start."

Ye Ming touched the beard residue on his firm jaw with his rough finger belly, "when I catch the ghost, I must peel his skin and pull his tendon!"

If you dare to put your mind on he Bing's head and poison him, he will surely kill the ghost.

"Now the enemy is in the dark and we are in the light. He Bing will be in danger at any time. Ye Ming, what's your good idea?"

Ye Ming picked a heroic sword eyebrow. Of course, there is a good idea.

Chen Jin looked at him and said with a smile, "now that you have an idea in mind, hurry to implement the plan. I applied to the organization very early and personally went to the top to make a report. The above approval has come down, and my position will be yours in the future!"

In the past three years, Ye Ming has lived in seclusion in the mountains. Chen Jinke has not forgotten him. On the contrary, he always keeps him in mind.

The above approval has also arrived.

Ye Ming can put on his military uniform!

Ye Ming slowly lifted up his thin lips, and gradually showed joy and joy in his thick and steady eyebrows. This day is finally coming.

Not easy.

It's not easy.

......

He Bing was not cooking enough, and there was no food in her house. She fried a plate of peanuts, took a little garlic cucumber, ye ye and Chen Jin ate the two dishes, and drank a bottle of Baijiu. What a great boost.

The confidential secretary picked up Chen Jin who had been drinking. He Bing looked at Ye Ming on the sofa. The man's tall back leaned on the sofa and was lazy and wanton. He seemed to be drunk, closed his eyes and calm. Unlike some men who play crazy when drunk.

He Bing stooped to clean up the dishes and chopsticks on the table. If he wanted to clean up, he helped him into the room to have a rest.

After entering the kitchen, she put all the dishes and chopsticks in the sink and turned on the tap. She washed her little hands first.

Just about to wash the dishes, two healthy arms came over from behind and pulled her into her arms.

Her delicate and small body suddenly bumped into his iron like skeleton. She smelled the familiar rich manly smell in her nose. Now it was mixed with a faint smell of wine. Her heart was sweet and whispered, "aren't you drunk? Go to have a rest. I'll wash the dishes and go there."

Ye Ming held her tightly. He was not drunk. He buried his head in her pink neck and began to smell. He smelled her hair. He said in a dumb voice, "why is it so fragrant?"

He Bing's small face turned red quickly. The two people's bodies were close together. She had felt his dragon like muscles and vigorous man power. "Ah Ming, let go first. I want to wash the dishes."

"No, leave it to me. Now... Serve me first."

“......”

What did he say?

As soon as Ye Ming lifted his arm, he picked her up in this position, "go back to the room."

He Bing's face was red and bleeding. His two small hands grabbed the edge of the sink and refused to go, "you... You can't bully people when you're drunk. I... I'm not prepared. In the future, you... You have to make an appointment in advance."

"Little girl, dare you talk nonsense again?" Ye Ming cursed in her ear and hugged her to drag her out.

He Bing is clinging to the sink, and the thin white shell teeth are biting the purplish red lower lip. If you want to say it, you just won't.